cultivating solitude: finding a spiritual moment in bali
I prepared for the journey to Bali like most others: I scoured the internet for off-the-beaten-path trips and cannot-be-missed sites, I poured over a guide book, dogearing what I thought Evan and I would both enjoy, I screenshot-ed Instagram photos from popular Bali travel accounts. But there was really only one thing I was truly looking for…the authentic Bali. Evan and I were warned of the crowds, we were prepared for that. So we made the effort to scout out accommodations that were more secluded, and avoided cities and towns like Kuta and Seminyak where we already knew we would be bombarded by drunken parties and expensive night clubs. Definitely not our scene. Our guide book tried desperately to show us the real Bali. But cliffside bars overlooking crowded surf spots was not our idea of “real”. Luckily, we had a great host at our place for the first three nights, who recommended several tours that gave us a true taste of rural, cultural Bali. One of those places was Jatiluwih rice terrace, a world …